《The Monster Inside ➺ Scott. M》Chapter 11
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Astrid left the counsellors office and Kol was already waiting for her outside.
"She knows, huh?" Kol smirked at his younger sister.
"You're so nosy, brother" she smiled at him. "Yes, she does. I guess I'll have to keep an eye on her".
"Yup" Kol smiled and they began walking down the crowded corridor. That is, until they heard Lydia scream. They sighed and slowly walked towards where she is was. They walked inside as the redhead talked with Ms.Blake.
"I don't get why no one's calling the police" Lydia stated as Astrid walked towards her, giving her a gentle smile.
"They're gonna make an announcement over the P.A" the brunette teacher replied. Her arms crossed.
"That's not gonna do anything" Lydia snapped "I told you, he's gone. Like the others, taken."
"Okay, look, were just trying to understand, Okay?" Ms.Blake said as Scott walked inside the room, Astrid walked towards him, taking his hand in hers. "All we know is that Mr. Westover didn't show up for class."
"And the last time that happened was Mr. Harris. Anyone heard from him lately?" Lydia asked. "He's gone." Lydia said as Aiden gently squeezed her arm. She walked towards the chalk board and pointed at the number two written on it. "And he's going to be the second murder."
"But, Lydia, you wrote that number."
"Okay, fine. I'm psychic" Lydia said, not believing herself.
"You're psychic?" Ms.Blake asked, laughing slightly.
"I'm something!" Lydia shouted and everyone looked at her. Some laughing quietly.
Scott, Aiden and Astrid stood together, watching Lydia.
"The deputy and the teacher?" Aiden asked. "What's the Pattern?"
"I don't know." Scott replied.
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"Scott, Derek and Astrid are werewolves?" Sheriff asked Stiles, a chess board laid out in front of him.
"Yes" Stiles replied.
"And Kate Argent was a werewolf?"
"Hunter. That's... purple's hunter." Stiles said, pointing at the post it notes stuck on the pawns.
"Along with Allison and her father" Cora said as she sat on Stiles' bed.
"Yeah, and... my friend Deaton, the veterinarian, is a kanima?"
"Well, No, No, No, no. He's a druid, Okay? Well, we think."
"So who's the Kanima?"
"Jackson"
"No, Jackson's a werewolf."
"Jackson was a kanima first and then Peter and Derek killed him and he came back to life as a werewolf. Now, he's in London." Stiles explained.
"Who's the Darack?"
"Its 'Darach'." Stiles corrected his father.
"We don't know yet" Cora answered the question.
"But he was killed by werewolves?" Sheriff asked.
"Slashed up and left for dead." Stiles replied.
"We think" Cora added.
"We think. Yeah."
Sheriff sighed and eyed his son. "Why was Jackson the kanima?"
"Cause sometimes, the shape you take reflects the person that you are."
"And what shape would an increasingly confused and angrier-by-the-second father take?"
"That would be more of an expression, like the one you're currently wearing."
"Yeah." Sheriff said as he stood up.
"Dad... Dad, would you... I can prove it, Okay? She's one of them. A werewolf." Stiles pointed at Cora.
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"Stiles! Stiles!" His father shouted annoyed. "That's enough" he said as he headed out of Stiles' room.
"Dad, can you please just hold on?" Sheriff stopped and looked at his son. "You ready?" Stiles asked Cora as she stood up. "Right dad, just watch this, Okay?" Stiles said, Cora fainted behind him and sheriff rushed to her.
"Call an ambulance" sheriff ordered.
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"Its philosophers, as in teachers" Scott spoke over the phone. "Allison and her father just found Mr.Westover." Astrid stood next to him, listening to their conversation.
"That doesn't make sense. Sarah wasn't a teacher" Stiles said, talking about the officer that was sacrificed recently.
"Then the last one is going to be a teacher" Scott said.
"Yeah, bit there's dozens of them, Scott, and they're all headed home."
"No. No, they're not. They're all going to the recital." Scott answered.
"Well, that's just bloody great" she sighed and looked at her shoes.
"Hey... it's going to be okay" Scott comforted her even though she really wasn't concerned. She was more curious.
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They all walked inside a hall where there is going to be a concert. Scott, Astrid and Lydia stood together.
"I thought you were going home?" Scott asked Lydia.
"I can't. I don't know why I'm the one who keeps finding the bodies but maybe" she paused. "If I just stopped trying to fight it, I'd find them before it happens, maybe with enough time for someone like you to do something about it."
"You get the time, and I'll do something about it." Scott promised "I swear to God, I will."
Lydia nodded and they stood there in silence, waiting for the concert to start. Soon, the Argents and Isaac joined them as the concert started.
The music started out calm but became more intense as it progressed.
Stiles then rushed in and stood beside Scott.
Astrid stood next to Scott, holding his hand gently. They watched the concert with the rest of people in the hall.
Astrid turned around. "Guys... where's Lydia?" She asked and they looked around, searching for the redhead. They all soon ran outside, hoping that she just needed fresh air.
"Lydia?" Stiles shouted.
"Lydia!"
"Anything?" Stiles asked. Scott shook his head as he looked around using his werewolf vision. " she's not answering texts. What do we do? Scott?"
They all kept looking around, hoping to find her, until they heard a loud scream. Scott and Astrid covered their ears, grunting in pain.
They ran to where they thought they heard her scream. Astrid stopped in the hallway as Scott ran ahead of her. She waited till he was out of sight and she turned into a beautiful black wolf. Hey eyes glowing yellow. She heard Scott growl loudly and she ran towards the classroom, leaving her clothes ripped on the ground.
When she got there, Scott and Ms. Blake, the Darach, were fighting and the sheriff laid on the ground, a knife in his shoulder.
She pushed Scott towards the back of the classroom and he fell on the ground, knocking some chairs over.
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Astrid bit the woman's leg as the Sheriff watched, terrified on the ground. The teacher tried pushing the wolf away when she saw Stiles approaching, so she pushed a table against the door. Barricading the entrance.
She managed to kick Astrid away as Stiles tried getting inside.
Astrid was kicked to the wall, Darach's power hurting her. The Darach walked towards the sheriff as Astrid tried getting up, she was dizzy and struggled.
"There was a girl" she heard sheriff say. "Years ago, we found her in the woods, her face and body slashed apart. That was you, wasn't it?" He asked.
"Maybe I should've started with philosophers" she said "with knowledge and strategy."
Astrid got up and walked, stumbling. She saw the sheriff shoot her the teachers leg but she healed.
"Healers" she said. She pushed him towards a stack of chairs, moving the knife in his shoulder "warriors". Astrid tried walking towards them but she was still dizzy. Darach ripped the badge from his uniform "guardians" she bent the badge in one hand and let it fall on the ground. "Virgins" she said and kissed him. Astrid fell on the ground once again, closing her eyes and still trying to move. The dizziness now fading.
Stiles got in as the glass shattered, Darach taking his father. Scott managed to get up, blood on his mouth and Stiles ran towards the broken glass.
"Dad?" Stiles shouted and looked back at his best friend.
"I'm sorry" Scott apologised. Astrid got up, the dizziness now gone.
"Its not your fault" Stiles said as they looked back at the black wolf behind them. The wolf looked at Lydia and the boys rushed to her, helping her get up. Lydia hugged Stiles.
"Who are you?" The redhead asked the black wolf who stared at them.
The wolf then started changing back into human, revealing naked Astrid.
"Astrid?" Scott asked as he walked towards her. She looked up at him, her eyes changing back to their original colour. He took off his jacked and wrapped it around her naked body. She smiled slightly and looked at the three teenagers.
"Are you guys Okay?" She asked, slightly concerned about her mortal friends.
"We're fine. Are you?" Lydia asked. Astrid nodded.
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Scott walked her to her mansion, she stood at her door step and turned around to look at her boyfriend.
"Thank you" she said quietly. He walked towards he and gave her a soft kiss.
She took off his jacked and handed it to him.
"You can keep it" he said as he tried to not look at her body but failing.
"Its fine" she said as they said their goodbyes. He left the property as Astrid opened the door, walking inside her mansion. The warm air hitting her naked body.
She looked up and saw Elijah standing in the hallway, looking at her with furrowed eyebrows while holding a glass of bourbon. Soon, Kol walked towards his brother. They both stared at her.
"Elijah!" She said enthusiastically as she walked towards him, hugging him. She didn't care that she was naked. Elijah hugged back. Kol put a blanket over her when she let go of Elijah.
"Why are you naked, sister?" Elijah asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I had to change into a werewolf" she stated and they nodded their heads, now understanding why she didn't have any clothes on.
She hugged the warm blanket and looked at her brothers smiling. " Its good to see you 'Lijah" he smiled back and patted her head. "I'll go put some clothes on and come back down." She stated as she sped upstairs, putting some clothes on. When she came back down, her brothers were sitting on the couch, drinking her bourbon. They sat on two separate couches as they waited for her to come back.
She laid next to Elijah, putting her head on his lap, exhausted. She sighed loudly and he began stroking her hair. She hummed, her eyes closed and he chuckled, looking at his younger sister.
"Are you guys going to drink every single bottle of alcohol I have?" She asked, slightly amused. Kol nodded and Elijah laughed quietly. "What would we Mikaelsons do without alcohol" she laughed with her brothers. "I missed you Elijah. You rarely call." She pouted.
"Sorry. I'll stay for a while. Is that alright?" He asked.
"Yeah" she happily agreed.
"But first, the rules" Kol said, impersonating Astrid. She glared at him. "One:Do not eat her friends and don't kill many people at once. Two: no one knows that we're vampires so keep your mouth shut. Three: our surname is Manson." He told his older brother.
"Manson?" Elijah asked.
"I made it up at the spot. I didn't say my real surname because there might've been a hunter or a vampire in town." She explained to her brothers. Elijah nodded.
They sat in silence until another person burst through the door. They all stood up quickly and saw Niklaus walk inside the mansion.
"Nik!" Astrid shouted and sped towards him, catching him in a bone-crushing hug. He hugged back and smiled at his little sister.
"Nik, are you staying here for a while?" Kol asked and Niklaus nodded. Astrid pulled away from the hug and Nik kissed her forehead. "Alright then you need to know the rules!" Kol said as he told him the rules, impersonating Astrid. She glared at him the whole time.
"What are you guys doing here, anyway?" She asked, concerned that something is wrong.
"Well, I just wanted to visit you, to take a break from that vampire cure drama" he admitted. "I'm not sure how our brothers knew that you're here" Nick said, looking at the two brothers.
"I thought you told them where I am" she said confused and looked at her older brothers.
"No... I didn't." He glared at Kol and Elijah.
Kol was about to say something but Astrid's phone began ringing. She picked up, smiling widely as Elijah and Niklaus wondered why she was smiling like that.
"Hey, Scott" she answered the phone.
"We need your help" he answered over the phone.
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